| Juliet seems nervous to a fault
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| Until she close her door on me
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| To warn herself from my cold hearted ways I guess
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| She took her books and starts to read
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| A romance novel with a picture perfect ending
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| She puts it down 'cause it hurts her to think
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| Of all the times that she knows I wasn’t listening
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| To all the claims of love she don’t see
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| I can lock the door on you babe
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| You can lock the door on me
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| How much time we’d be wasting
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| Both of our hearts hold the key
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| Juliet curls back into bed
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| 'Til she close her door on me
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| You can bet that she ain’t letting me back in
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| Picks up her books and starts to read
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| A murder mystery with a terrible ending
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| She puts it down 'cause it scares her to think
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| I’m outside waiting near the woods
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| Watching her as she tries to sleep
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| Oh, but I can lock the door on you babe
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| You can lock the door on me
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| How much time we’d be wasting
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| Both of our hearts hold the key
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| Oh, but I can lock the door on you babe
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| You can lock the door on me
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| How much time would we’d be wasting
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| Both of our hearts hold the key |